"Lord Jorik, think of the bigger picture. Letting the insectoids lead the way might actually be a good thing."
It was Gareth who spoke up. Lokiviria had badly injured her once, so she certainly had no fondness for him. Right now, the fact that Lokiviria wasn't interested in teaming with Jorik was the best outcome as far as Gareth was concerned.
Seated off to the side, Orion exchanged glances with Centaur Ironhoof, spotting a flicker of understanding in each other's eyes.
Frankly, Jorik's current predicament was precisely what they'd hoped for. If Jorik's faction were too strong, he might eventually swallow up their armies as well and gain total control.
But the stance Lokiviria was taking only confirmed that the farther south you went, the stronger and more arrogant the local lords—but it also meant these southern lords wouldn't simply fall in line under Frostsire.
